We walked to the grocery store for eggs and croissants. Everything will be closed tomorrow for the Defender's Day holiday. Despite the heavy snowfall, the roads are clear and the sidewalks are swept, our Moscovite friend says this much snow reminds him of his childhood.
This lady was waiting in front of us at the grocery store, I loved her hat, especially the button closure. She was very nice about letting me snap her photo. Next week I'm going to a yarn factory, I want to make one of these!
The Moscow Metro is a marvel for many reason, moving 9 million people a day for starters. But I love it when we are lucky and find ourselves on the "children's car." No advertising, just a little world of illustrations and poetry.
With so much Chekhov love going on for his 150th birthday I visited his house, on Kudrinskya. You could wander through the rooms and check out his things, his doctor bag and eyeglasses, items of clothing, letters, photos, paintings given to him by friends, and hand-written manuscripts. There were chairs to sit in, so you could talk to his ghost.